The Complete Works of Li Taibai Volume XIII

○ In autumn, a banquet was held at the Yao Temple Pavilion in Lujun County, where Du Bu Que and Fan Shi Yu were invited.

I think autumn brings happiness, but who is sad? The mountain will set the sun, and the water and clear sky are suitable. Lu wine white jade pot, see me off in Jin Ji. Rest the saddle and rest the ancient wood, untie the belt and hang the horizontal branches. Songs and drums go to the pavilion, and the curvature is blowing. Clouds return to the blue sea and evening, and geese have no blue sky. Lost in Wan Li, lost in thought.

○ Leave farewell to Lu Song

Who says Mount Tai is high, but Lu Lian Festival falls below? Who clouds the Qin army, but destroys the tongue? Independent between heaven and earth, the breeze sprinkled with blue snow. The master is still charming, attacking the text and succeeding in the past. Loose on strewn at random stones, nothing breaks in autumn frost. A gift is a treasure knife, and a thousand years old will never die.

○ Biezhongdu Mingfu Brother

My brother's poetry and wine followed Taojun's, and Zhongdu was famous all over the world in the trial slaughter. The east building is happy to serve the branch meeting, and the south is sad for the fallen leaves. In the corner of the city, there is a river in the city, and the green hills on the sea are separated by dusk clouds. Get drunk and stay in jathyapple, and the wild geese interrupt and leave.

○ When tianmu Mountain Ascended in a Dream bid farewell to the Duke of Donglu

a seafaring visitor will talk about Japan, it was hard to find a letter when the smoke was misty and misty. But Yueh people talk about Heavenly Mother Mountain, Yun Ni, or a work can be seen. In a straight line to heaven, its summit enters heaven, the potential to pull a branch of Wuyue Yan Chicheng. With the hundred-mile length of the Heavenly Terrace Range, for this, he wants to make a stunning southeast tilt. My heart and my dreams are in Wu and Yueh, flying over the Mirror Lake Moon overnight. And the moon lights my shadow, and me to Yan River. With the hermitage of Xie still there, and the monkeys calling clearly over ripples of green water. I wear pegged boots which were first used by Xie, up a ladder of blue cloud. Sunny ocean half-way, holy cock-crow in space. A thousand twists and turns, flowers lure me, rocks ease me. Day suddenly ends. Bears, dragons, tempestuous on mountain and river, startle the forest and make the heights tremble. Clouds are green and rainy, streams pale with pallor of mist. The Gods of Thunder and Lightning, the hills are crumbling. The stone gate breaks asunder, however, hit the jackpot. An impenetrable shadow, but now the sun and moon illumine a gold and silver terrace. And, clad in rainbow garments, riding on the wind, come the queens of all the clouds, descending one by one. With tigers for their lute-players and phoenixes for dancers, row upon row, like fields of hemp, range the fairy figures. I move, my soul goes flying, I wake with a long sigh. My pillow and my matting, are the lost clouds I was in. And this is the way it always is with human joy, ten thousand things run for ever like water toward the east. When will you return it when you leave? But let me, on my green slope, raise a white deer, and ride to you, great mountain, when I have need of you. Oh, how can I gravely bow and scrape to men of high rank and men of high office, who never will suffer being shown an honest-hearted face!

○ Leave Cao Nan as an official in the south of the Yangtze River

I used to catch white dragons and set them free by the Longxi River. The road cost wants to go, waving hands makes the sky pale. It doesn't matter when the time comes, talking and laughing. Give less and accomplish nothing, and return to resign and build a chapter. Laugh in the west after ten years, and look at the mirror like autumn frost. Closed sword glass box, alchemy purple emerald room. Wearing a clear figure, the waist hangs down. Immortals drive Cai Feng, aiming at poverty and desolation. There are four or five lovers, and Pei Hui has not soared. East flows to send the day, and suddenly sings Lan Huifang. There is no way for the fairy palace, and the world has been destroyed for a long time. Fan Li said, Sentence Jian, Qu Ping went to conceive the king. Fluttering purple Xia Xin, wandering and remembering Jiang Xiang. Sorrow for Wan Li don't, after this title. Huaishui Diwangzhou, Jinling around Danyang. The balcony shines on the sea, and the clothes and horses shake the Sichuan light. Looking at you in the north, I feel homesick and tearful. The clouds are falling in the dream, and the Yao grass is empty. Di Zi is separated from Dongting, and the green maple is full of xiaoxiang. Huaijun Road is long, and it's sad to visit the ancient times. Climbing a mountain overlooking a hundred rivers, I hate it forever. But I fell in love with Emei and rode a sheep.

○ Stay away from eleven brothers, Pei Shisan, and visit Saiyuan

Taigong Wei Chuan Shui, and Lisi went to Caimen. Fishing week hunting Qin an Li yuan, small fish su rabbit what to say! There are seasons when Zhang Yun rolls up, so I don't want to sigh and touch the Francisco. It's disappointing that Yu Gong's white head is in the wild. I know that Zhu Hai is a strong man, and I wish to be in the autumn. Qin Zhaohu fought for blood in the Central Plains, so he went to hug Guan to save the childe. Pei Sheng has read through the ages, and Long Luanbing has written articles. Sadness is like singing high, rain and snow move trees, and dropping books and thinking about swords is like mourning halls. Advise you to have a glass of wine and frost your fur. You dance for me and I sing for you. And explore the tiger's den to the desert and whip the horse to the Yellow River. Shame is easy to say goodbye, and tears are pouring down my face.

○ Sima Song, the farewell king

Is it Gu Qianjin that Lu Lian sells jokes? Although Tao and Zhu are more and more alike, there are five lakes. I am also Nanyangzi, when I was "Liang Fu Yin". Cangshan is tolerant of depression, and it is regrettable to invade during the day. May a wise Lord help you return to the old forest. What did Xilai do? A solitary sword holds a bosom friend. Birds love the mountains and make a phoenix show, and fish swim deep in the sea. Call an eagle over Shangcai and sell a cup to Song Cen. He visited each other at leisure, and there was a lute in the hill.

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○ Wei Jun's visit to Suming House in the north

Wei Du received Yanzhao, and the beauty praised Furong. Ice water, like jasper, travel busy, day and night. Brothels are built on both sides of the strait, and thousands of families are singing and singing. The world calls it expensive and expensive to travel, and you will meet each other in this tour. You are as fluent as Luoyang sujizi, such as jianji. Although Liuyin didn't write a work saying that Zhao Fu passed Qin, Xuan Che was like a flying dragon. There are hundreds of ounces of gold and several pairs of white jade. Away from the gold, the two sleeves breeze and unrestrained to go, high singing fu also hometown. Being down and out is like this. Why don't everyone follow? Far from being separated by two rivers, Yunshan is full of melancholy. When can I have a glass of wine, and then talk about my heart?

○ Liu Shaofu, who stayed in Biexi River

In autumn, I made all kinds of discoveries, but I did nothing. Idle pour Lu pot of wine and smile at Liu Gongrong. Call me Fang Shuo, the falling star on earth. Never take a ride in white, why go to heaven? You are not proud either, and you admire Hong Ming. If the world is honest, we can know Mei Sheng. Although I am a knife and pen official, I cherish my memory in Chicheng. I am also like a flowing ping, and I am happy with the waves. I have two concubines, and I ride on a fine horse. Dongshan spring wine is green, and he retired to Xie Fuming.